Setsuka Character Debut: Soulcalibur III Voice (E): Tara Platt (current)
Kari Wahlgren (SC3)
Voice (J): Nanaho Katsuragi Biography Age: 24 Birthplace: Unknown (raised in Japan) Birthday: 1567 Blood: A Height: 5' 06" (158 cm) Weight: 115 lbs (52 kg) Family: No family
Master who raised her / Deceased
Fighting Style Type: Iai Sword hidden in an umbrella Weapon: Ugetsu Kageuchi Discipline: Shinden Tsushima-ryu Battoujyustu
Biography: Soulcalibur III(top)Raised in Japan, it was obvious to all around her that, judging by her skin color and facial features, Setsuka was not actually Japanese. Realizing her love for her master only after his tragic death, she seeks to destroy the man she believes to have killed him: Heishiro Mitsurugi. As a half-white, half-Japanese girl, Setsuka was shunned from a young age. Having no family to turn to, she eventually ran away from her foster home and ended up in the care of a man who worked in town as a swordsman and bodyguard.
He taught Setsuka the Battou technique he used to protect his clients as a bodyguard -- the art of fighting from the draw. Eventually, Setsuka grew into a woman of beauty, and her master, although by no means rich, bought her a stunning kimono. He also gave her a name. Setsuka. Snow Flower. One day, the man entrusted her with a letter. The letters destination was far away, and it took her many months to travel there and back. Upon her return she was shocked to discover her master grievously wounded.
Although he would not tell her what happened, she had no doubt that it was the result of a duel. Despite the wounds, the man tried to behave as he always had, but Setsuka could not hide her sadness and concern. His lessons, however, grew ever more strict and demanding. On the other hand, he also showered her with overwhelming love. something she had never experience until then. Her feelings towards him grew into something well beyond fondness or reverence.
It would not be until she visited his grave years later that Setsuka would come to realize the true nature of the feelings that had taken hold of her heart. Visiting his grave, she recalled the words he had spoken to her on his death bed. "Do not think about vengeance. That fight was one of the most exciting moments of my life. I want you to live freely and carry on the techniques I taught you." The burning hatred welled up inside her when her master revealed the name of his opponent.
Heishiro Mitsurugi. It also made her realize what it meant to truly love someone. Although her master did not wish it, she chose to avenge his death. She had few clues to go on, but she was sure that if she tracked down a warrior named Nightmare, she would find Mitsurugi. Armed with an oilpaper umbrella containing a concealed blade and wearing the kimono that her master had left her, her appearance was that of a beautiful goddess war, dressed in bewitching robes of mourning.
Biography: Soulcalibur IV(top)Setsuka crossed the sea to the continent on the other side. With surprisingly little difficulty, she picked up on the trail of her master's killer, Heishiro Mitsurugi. It seemed the man had left stories in literally every single town he passed through, and now he was making his way west for a showdown with Nightmare, just as he had years before. But one thing displeased Setsuka. Those whom she told of her quest for vengeance all told her the same thing. "Give it up! You're no match for that man." Indeed, the rumours surrounding Mitsurugi defied reason. Not only had he never lost a duel, but in wartime, he would offer his services as a mercenary, deliberately joining outnumbered forces in order to face as many foes as possible.
"No matter," Setsuka thought. If Mitsurugi was looking for strong opponents, all the better for her; she would happily rise to the challenge. If one thing still made her uneasy, it was that she would have to surpass her master to overcome Mitsurugi. The blade that was her master's legacy always found its target; she felt confident in that. But had she surpassed him? Setsuka could never know that for sure. "Then I must become stronger," she thought. And so she did. By putting faith in herself, Setsuka was putting faith in her master as well, and gradually her cloudless conviction translated into peerless skill with a blade. Each slash took her a step closer to the divine speed her master must have once sought.
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